...may assume, is acquainted with Shelley's exquisite song, commencing — " I arise from dreams of thee In the first sweet sleep of night, When the winds...are breathing low, And the stars are shining bright ;" and also with Byron's— " There be none of Beauty's daughters With a magic like thee, And like...

...crimes; She makes her own face, and does not make her rhymes. SONG, WRITTEN FOR AN INDIAN AIR. I ARISK from dreams of thce In the first sweet sleep of night,...When the winds are breathing low, And the stars are burning bright. I arise from dreams of thee, And a spirit in my feet Hath led me, Who knows how ? To...

...That I might there present it ! — Oh ! to whom ? LINES TO AN INDIAN AIR. I ARISE from dreams of thee In the first sweet sleep of night, When the winds...spirit in my feet Has led me — who knows how ? To thy chamber window, sweet ! The wandering airs they faint On the dark, the silent stream — The champak...

...come, That I might there present it!—Oh! to whom? LINES TO AN INDIAN AIR. I ARISE from dreams of thee In the first sweet sleep of night, When the winds...from dreams of thee, And a spirit in my feet Has led me—who knows how? To thy chamber window, sweet! The wandering airs they faint On the dark, the silent...

...That I might there present H !— Oh ! to whom i .LINES TO AN INDIAN AIR. I ARISE from dreams of thee In the first sweet sleep of night, When the winds...spirit in my feet Has led me— who knows how ? To thy chamber window, sweet ! The wandering airs they faint On the dark, the silent stream — The champak...

...succeeding Number. SONG WRITTEN FOR AN INDIAN AIR. By the late Mr. Shelley. 1 ARISE from dreams of Ihee In the first sweet sleep of night. When the winds are breathing low, And the stars are burning bright. I arise from dreams of thee, And a spirit in my feet Hath led me. Who knows how ? To...

...succeeding Number. SONG WRITTEN FOR AN INDIAN AIR. By the late Mr. SheUey. I ARISE from dreams of tliee In the first sweet sleep of night, When the winds are breathing low, And the stars are burning bright. I arise from dreams of thee, And a spirit in my feet Hath led me, Who knows how ? To...

...startling. The following Lines to an Indian Air, make an exquisite serenade. " I arise from dreams of thee In the first sweet sleep of night, When the winds...faint On the dark, the silent stream — The champak odours fall, Like sweet thoughts in a dream ; The nightingale's complaint It dies upon her heart, As...

...all these kissings worth If thou kiss not me ? LINES TO AN INDIAN AIR. I AKISE from dreams of thee, In the first sweet sleep of night, When the winds...who knows how ? — To thy chamber-window sweet. The Champak odours fall Like sweet thoughts in a dream. The nightingale's complaint, It dies upon her heart,...

...startling. The following Lines to an Indian Air, make an exquisite serenade. " I arise from dreams of thee In the first sweet sleep of night, When the winds...from dreams of thee, And a spirit in my feet Has led me—who knows how ? To thy chamber-window, sweet! " The wandering airs they faint On the dark, the...